April 2, 2019 -- Already and my Dad is 99 tomorrow!!

Happy Birthday Stanley - I love you Daddy!!!
Stanley Kramer  Born April 3, 1920

Here's to the best Dad ever.  He gave us everything!  He gave the automotive industry tons too!  Worked for GM for 40 years and put all of us through college.  The most important thing he gave us besides love was a work ethic which all of us (7 children) have passed down to their children.  He should and I am sure is so proud of the family he made.  Thank you Daddy and I hope you have a wonderful Birthday!!

This morning we got up to cloudy skies and my promise for a hike looked bad BUT the temperature was fine and we all know that a run is better when the sun is hidden soooooo I hit the road for 3 miles at 5500'   Not too bad.  Now I feel like I can cruise through the day.

While I was out for the run Russ was home cleaning up Ceilidh's puke.  Apparently she ate some dead thing in the campground and was feeling a bit under the weather -- still is.  This is a good reason for keeping your doggie tied up even when you are the only one in the campground.  Speaking of that, the guy in the generator powered RV (Lazy Dayz) departed this morning for the portion of the park that has electricity.  

After breakfast we headed for the Cathedral Gorge State Park.  Here are some pictures of this amazing place.  




Tomorrow we move on to Ely with a side trip to Cave Lake Park.  Colder as we go.  


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